Microfiction

March The Mad Scientist, The Lion And The Lamb
March seemed to live an almost hermit-like existence, people didn't know him but knew his house with the strange statue conjunction on the gateposts of his mansion.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Fiction
Why Is It Easy to Kill Mosquitoes but So Hard to Kill Flies?
Have you ever wondered why it's so easy to swat a mosquito, yet catching a fly feels like a never-ending battle? Both insects are tiny, fast, and annoying, but their differences in behavior, biology, and perception make one much harder to eliminate than the other. This article explores the fascinating reasons behind this mystery and how it affects our daily lives.
By William Henry2 years ago in Fiction
The DNA of Time:
Change is eternity dancing to its own rhythm. To understand this eternal rhythm, one has to understand that nothing in existence changes independently of each other. Change is not a personal solo act, but a cosmic concert, where everything in the universe changes in accordance with each other.
By VoiceOfAnOutlier2 years ago in Fiction
The Secret of the Dark Forest
## The Secret of the Dark Forest ### Introduction In a small village nestled between rolling hills and dense woods, tales of the Dark Forest echoed through the generations. The villagers, with their weathered faces and wise eyes, often warned children about the ominous woods. "Never venture there," they would say, "for the forest holds secrets that are best left undisturbed." But for one curious young man named Ali, these warnings only fueled his adventurous spirit. ### The Call to Adventure Ali, a spirited twenty-year-old with a heart full of dreams, had always been captivated by stories of adventure and treasure. His favorite was the legend of the hidden treasure within the Dark Forest, guarded by a mysterious creature. Unlike the other villagers, who shied away from the forest's ominous shadow, Ali felt an inexplicable pull toward it. He longed to uncover the truth behind the tales and discover whether the treasure was real. One sunny morning, with a map sketched from the tales of old, Ali decided it was time to embark on his journey. He packed a small bag with essentials: water, food, a flashlight, and a notebook to document his findings. With determination in his eyes, he set off toward the Dark Forest, unaware of the challenges that lay ahead. ### Entering the Dark Forest As Ali stepped into the forest, the sunlight dimmed, and the air grew cooler. The towering trees, with their gnarled branches and thick foliage, loomed overhead like ancient guardians. The sounds of chirping birds faded, replaced by an eerie silence that sent shivers down his spine. Despite the growing unease, Ali pressed on, driven by the thrill of adventure. After walking for hours, he stumbled upon a clearing where he met two fellow adventurers. Sarah, a nature enthusiast with a passion for wildlife, and Ahmed, a science lover who carried a camera to document their journey. They were both drawn to the forest for different reasons, but their goals aligned with Ali's. Together, they formed a trio, ready to face whatever challenges awaited them. ### Challenges and Discoveries As they ventured deeper into the forest, the trio faced numerous challenges. They navigated through thick underbrush, crossed treacherous streams, and climbed steep hills. Each obstacle tested their resolve, but they supported one another, sharing laughter and stories that brightened the darkest moments. During their journey, they discovered the beauty of the forest: vibrant flowers that bloomed in unexpected places, the sounds of rustling leaves, and the sight of deer grazing peacefully. Sarah, with her keen eye for detail, pointed out various plants and animals, educating her friends about the ecosystem. However, the deeper they went, the more they felt the weight of the forest's secrets. Strange sounds echoed around them—whispers of the wind, rustling branches, and distant growls. The trio began to wonder if the legends were true and if they would encounter the legendary creature that guarded the treasure. ### The Encounter One fateful evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows through the trees, they found themselves in a clearing illuminated by the soft glow of fireflies. Suddenly, a low growl echoed through the air, sending chills down their spines. The ground trembled slightly as a massive figure emerged from the shadows. It was the creature of legend—a towering beast with fur as dark as the night, eyes that glowed like emeralds, and a presence that commanded respect. Ali, Sarah, and Ahmed stood frozen in fear, unsure of what to do. But instead of attacking, the creature studied them curiously, as if assessing their intentions. ### The Revelation As the creature approached, Ali took a deep breath and stepped forward. "We mean no harm," he said, his voice steady despite his racing heart. "We seek the treasure, but we also want to understand the forest and its secrets." To their astonishment, the creature spoke in a deep, resonant voice. "Many have come seeking treasure, but few have sought to understand. The treasure you seek is not gold or jewels; it is knowledge and respect for this land." The trio listened intently as the creature shared the history of the Dark Forest. It revealed that the forest was a sanctuary for countless species, each playing a vital role in the ecosystem. The treasure was the wisdom to protect and preserve nature, a lesson that had been forgotten by many. ### A New Purpose With newfound understanding, Ali, Sarah, and Ahmed realized their quest had transformed. They no longer sought material wealth; instead, they felt the weight of responsibility to protect the forest and its inhabitants. The creature, pleased with their change of heart, offered them a token—a small, shimmering stone that held the essence of the forest. "This stone represents your commitment to safeguard nature," the creature explained. "Carry it with you as a reminder of your promise." ### The Return Home As the trio made their way back to the village, they were filled with a sense of purpose. They shared their story with the villagers, who listened in awe. The tales of the Dark Forest began to shift from fear to fascination, as the villagers learned the importance of preserving their natural surroundings. Ali, Sarah, and Ahmed became advocates for the forest, organizing community events to educate others about the environment. They planted trees, cleaned up litter, and encouraged sustainable practices. The once-feared Dark Forest became a symbol of unity and respect for nature. ### Conclusion The adventure that began with a quest for treasure evolved into a mission to protect the very heart of their community—the Dark Forest. Ali, Sarah, and Ahmed learned that true wealth lies not in material possessions but in the bonds we share with each other and the world around us. As they looked back at the forest, now bathed in the golden light of the setting sun, they knew their journey was just beginning. Armed with knowledge and a commitment to the environment, they were ready to inspire others and ensure that the secrets of the Dark Forest would be cherished for generations to come.
By amgad2 years ago in Fiction
When the Wi-Fi Goes Out at Family Dinner
Chapter 1: The Usual Chaos The Anderson family’s Sunday dinners had become a ritual of silent disconnection. Around the mahogany table, beneath the warm glow of a chandelier, sat five people—each absorbed in their own glowing screen.
By K. B. 2 years ago in Fiction
Selections from the Grand Bazaar
Dalys had become many things in the short twenty-five years she’d lived: a brand ambassador for Robins Co., a board member of the Vargos Entertainment Coalition, an idol for all Vargosians who believed they too could claw their way from obscure poverty to something approaching godhood, and an iconic pop star considered by most to be “The Shining Star of the Century,” after a digizine gave her the title.
By R.R. Stephenson2 years ago in Fiction
MY WEREWOLF SYSTEM
Chapter 9: My Heart Beat When Gary slid the door open to enter his classroom, he was surprised to see that not everyone was there yet. His eyes peaked in the direction of the school clock and could still see there was a good fifteen minutes before class started.
By Ifeoluwa Akinyemi2 years ago in Fiction
Open Books
What can we learn from an open book? To me there are many things and ideas that one can learn from an open book. In reading nursery rhymes one can learn proper manners from what not to do, as seen in several of these rhymes. In reading short stories one learns the basics of structure and still learn the intricate ways to get along with others and begin to understand why certain things happen basically. In reading novels, the learning continues with even more intricate details of what is happening in the book and in even in living life.
By Mark Graham2 years ago in Fiction
Selections from the Grand Bazaar
Russ kept his rifle aimed at the door of the shack, listening closely for any sounds beyond his own breath and the soft rustling from Buddy. He had found Buddy as a puppy, abandoned on a pile of trash, and from the moment Russ cradled him in his arms, he knew he’d never let him go. Trustworthy friends weren’t easy to come by in the Gutter, but Buddy loved him unconditionally. Now, the dog was poised to leap at the flimsy plywood door, ready to protect his master, unaware that what lurked outside could tear him apart in an instant.
By R.R. Stephenson2 years ago in Fiction
Selections from the Grand Bazaar
Fountainhead Armory 4-4. The Beacon of Long Days. The Spire of Malice. The Lead Citadel. The Shithole. The factory was all of these things. The 4-4 structure and its sprawling campus stood as a monument to Fountainhead’s dominance in Vargos. Weapons, drones, ammunition, and experimental killing machines rolled off its assembly lines around the clock. Its efficiency and market dominance was indisputable as the second-largest munitions factory in Tokyo produced only a sixteenth of Fountainhead’s output, and that was only when its workers and machines were overclocked. The air around it hummed with the rhythmic clanging of assembly lines and the endless whir of conveyor belts stretching in every direction, so vast it would take a day of careful observation to determine where just one of them truly ended.
By R.R. Stephenson2 years ago in Fiction
Selections from the Grand Bazaar
Another day in Neon Heights, but this one felt different for Lola. She was still buzzing after last night. She’d gone out dancing with friends at a Zenith cocktail bar and met someone she couldn't forget. The woman was a stellar dancer, her hot pink bob cut twisting as she moved across the dance floor, her bright red eyes burning their way into Lola’s memory. They’d bumped into each other at the bar that night, the mysterious woman ordering a vodka soda, Lola’s favorite drink.
By R.R. Stephenson2 years ago in Fiction
MY WEREWOLF SYSTEM. Content Warning.
Chapter 8: Fight back! Today, Gary was walking to school a lot slower than he usually would. He was constantly looking around his surroundings, checking if there wasn’t anybody following him. He had recognised the three deceased gang members on TV as the same ones who had been after him at the construction site.
By Ifeoluwa Akinyemi2 years ago in Fiction